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Topics at Work

As you may or may not know, Krista is my work buddy.  I wonder if everyone has those work buddies…those people that you talk to ten times a day, go to break and lunch with, etc.  The great thing that comes of our meetings are our radical ideas for the office.  Here’s some thoughts over the past few weeks…feel free to skip these if you have lunch with us each day considering you’ve undoubtedly heard about them.

Our summer student film crew – In thoughts of resurrecting the Morning Show, we talked about how we usually have some interesting conversations and that our lives (in our minds) are pretty exciting to the outside world.  So then we thought that we need a film crew and what better way to get one, but to apply for a grant from the Federal Government for some summer students!  Note the pluralized version because we would need two cameras…one to follow myself and one to follow Krista.  Considering we need 22 minutes of footage to make up your regular 30 minute sitcom, we feel that we can definitely gather enough daily material to get this done considering we spend a minimum of 1.5 hours together.

Survivor in The WorkPlace – We’ve all had bosses who just don’t make the cut.  Of course, we can talk about those who do make the cut (Hello Catherine!) but let’s focus on the negative for a moment.  There’s always some managers who just don’t seem to grasp reality and you wonder what plane of existence they are on and whether or not (probably not) they are sharing the same plane that you are working in.  A prime example is from our good friend Mike who comments how after every team meeting, someone goes to a ‘higher-up’ meeting, but when they are sharing the information, they say something like “Well, they talked about Topic X, but I don’t know much about that.” and then some team member has to fill them in.  I will excuse ignorance only to a certain point…if you’ve been around the block for two years…not so much.

So, we recommend that a Survivor-type probation period be in effect.  USUALLY there is some form of formal competition process to get a promotion which is fine and dandy if the person who wins is great, but sometimes it doesn’t work that way.  There should be a six month probation period for the manager and then you go to Tribal Council.  Your team decides whether or not you stay on or off the island.  Now, the manager can do whatever they want to ensure they remain there…bribes, beer, women, whatever.  Heck, this is what a good manager should provide anyhow!  But this way ensures that if you’re good enough, you will obtain the respect of your team and if not, well you weren’t cut out to lead that particular team anyhow.

Ratings – What employees need are ratings to show them how they are doing around the block.  Let’s say you just came out of a meeting and someone pissed you off by hogging all the talk-time by focussing on their issues.  That’s just plain rude.  We should be able to go back to our office, and indicate that this person should have a decrease in their ratings due to their rudeness.  While this method hasn’t been ironed out yet (and we would hope it doesn’t affect your rates of pay!), we feel that if we saw that our rating was low, we would definitely be calling up Trish ASAP to make us some cookies that we could give to co-workers to win them over (however we would never tell her this.  We would tell her it’s for some firemen.)

There you have it.  What goes through my mind in a given day.  Don’t even get me started on how I think we should hold a raffle to get rid of Benoit’s 50″ television (which he can’t seem to sell for $400 anyhow, if anyone’s interested).

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Countdown: 1000 Posts

Is there a celebration needed considering this is the 996th posting on the website and soon enough, it will hit 1000 posts?  What would you like to see?  A retrospective from the past three years?  A Top Ten list of posts?  Guest Speakers trying to emulate Palmer in the way he writes?

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A Great Article about Greg

If anyone has a copy of the Montreal Gazette from Saturday, February 23, 2008, it would be much appreciated if you could send me a copy of this great article about my friend Greg.

The original e-article is here but I’m copying and pasting it also considering I’m sure the article will be lost in a reshuffle on the original site but will always have a place here…

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Musicians played and died together

Alan Hustak
The Gazette

Greg Barker:
CREDIT: Courtesy of Steven Barker
Greg Barker: “loved challenges.”

Jérôme Petitgirard and Gregory Barker were talented Montreal freelance musicians who were just beginning to achieve recognition on the local scene when they were killed Feb. 13 in a car accident on Highway 158  in the Laurentians between Lachute and St. Sauveur.

Petitgirard, 39, billed as The Horns Guy, was a tenor saxophonist originally from France.

Barker, 29, who was from from Ottawa, was a pianist who obtained his arts degree at Concordia two years ago and had recently joined the St. James United Church choir.

What they had in common was music; both loved to entertain at the drop of the hat, whether there was money to be made or not.

“There is always push and pull in launching a career, and Jérôme died just as he was starting to come into his own, do recordings and make a day to day living at it. Greg had already basically built up his own network,” said saxophonist Adam O’Callaghan, who knew both.

“Jérôme lived every day for the moment. Everyone who knew him remembers him as an incredible musician and as a very social person, out there hustling to get gigs.”

Petitgirard was born in Paris Oct. 22, 1968. Both his parents are pianists, and he started taking piano lessons when he was 6.

He took up the saxophone and continued studying classical music and jazz at a Paris conservatory. He was 16 when he started teaching and playing professionally

He emigrated to Canada in 1997 and took out Canadian citizenship.

“He lived for music. He played flute, trumpet and saxophone,” said bassist Thomas Viardot.

“It was his life, and he wasn’t in it for the money. He lived on a plane of his own. He decided he was going to make a living from his music and not take any other jobs. He was super nice, always ready to play even if the gig didn’t pay. He was even into marching bands, big time.”

Drummer Ray Newton remembers travelling in the early morning hours with Petitgirard after doing shows with Petitgirard sprawled in the back seat of the car playing the sax.

“He was hilarious, a lot of fun,” Newton said.

“Considering he was 6’4″, he was also the hardest guy to find in a club. After he finished his solo, you could never find him. He’d leave the stage, get lost in the crowd, or sit at the bar drinking beer until it was time for him to play again.”

Friends at the wake in St. Sauveur Thursday recalled an insouciant, devil-may-care character who was lackadaisical about everything except his music.

“He was hopeless at paperwork. You knew he would show up for a gig, you just never knew when he would show up,” said Newton. “But he was really cool. He worked everywhere. All the jazz musicians in town knew him.”

Gregory Barker, the youngest of three sons in a retired civil servant’s family, was born in Ottawa Dec.11, 1978, and began piano lessons at age 9. He obtained a degree in computer programming from Carleton University, but after he graduated in 2002 he decided he didn’t want to be a computer geek and he moved to Montreal to study music, obtaining his degree in 2006.

Even as a youngster, he was socially committed, volunteering at area hospitals and championing environmental causes. He especially enjoyed playing for seniors in retirement homes.

He was an avid cross-country skier and cyclist who often biked the 100 kilometres from Montreal to his family cottage near Ste. Agathe and once hitchhiked across Canada.

“Greg was very much a free spirit, fiercely independent and resourceful,” said his brother, Stephen. “He loved challenges and shunned the safe and easy way of doing things. His anti-materialism, love of jazz and classical music, travel and living each day to its fullest, was like a character out of a Jack Kerouac novel.”

Petitgirard is survived by his 9-year- old son, his parents and a brother. Barker leaves his parents and his two brothers.

Petitgirard was buried in St. Sauveur on Friday; Barker’s funeral was Saturday at St. James United Church in Montreal.

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